Who is This Kid in the Mirror...
Who is this person starring at me in the mirror?
Is this the product of mother and my father?
Is this the product of the environment that I live in?
Is this the product of my school?
Is this the product of good manners?
Putting a napkin in my lap?
Shaking hands when I meet people?
Will I ever know who this kid is?
These questions can’t be answered....
I wrote this poem because originally I was thinking about what I could write about. Then I started listing questions that I was asking my self and I realized that these questions could be the poem. I was wondering what I have become and how I got here. Also while I was writing these questions I was wondering if I would ever be able to answer these questions. It was a fun poem to make and think of.